The Idle Man Stands Outside Of God's

Nothing So Obstinately Stands In The Way Of All Sorts Of Progress As Pride Of Opinion. While Nothing Is So Foolish And Baseless.

The Cry Of The Soul Is For Freedom. It Longs For Liberty, From The Date Of Its First Conscious Moments.

Wealth Is The Least Trustworthy Of Anchors.

Poet, Forger Of Ideals, Dreamer Among The Possibilities Of Life, Prophet Of The Millenium, Do You Get Impatient With The Prosaic Life Around You -- The Dulness, And The Earthliness, And The Brutishness Of Men? Fret Not. Go Forward Into The Realm Which Stretches Before You; Climb The Highest Mountain You Can Reach, And Plant A Cross There. The Nations Will Come Up To It Some Day. Work For Immortality If You Will; Then Wait For It. If Your Own Age Fail To Recognize You, A Coming Age Will Not.

Nature Is The Master Of Talents; Genius Is The Master Of Nature.